The holy decree, Yang Zhi is actually an official body, it is impossible to break it; the dragon descending Arhat will naturally not be entangled with Yang Zhi on this, and he said in a different way, "The affairs of the rivers and lakes will be solved by martial arts in the end, I will gamble with Yang Daxia, assuming that Master Yang can defeat me, the poor monk will immediately return to the wall of the meditation room to confess the mistake of being delusional, even if Yang Daxia kills me, Fuhu Hall will not come to entangle again." If the poor monk wins Yang Daxia, just ask Yang Daxia to tell the secret that he can escape from Liaoyang. “

  Yang Zhi smiled slightly and said, "The master's abacus is too fine, you go back to the Fuhu Palace, and another person will come over?"

  In the eyes of the Dragon Descending Arhat, it is already a great thing that he has lost the face of the Fuhu Palace and does not intend to take revenge, but Yang Zhi is still not satisfied, and the Dragon Descending Arhat can't help frowning;

  The face of the Dragon Descending Arhat remained unchanged, his eyes became deep and unpredictable, and he smiled and said, "It turns out that Yang Daxia already knows the inside story, then you should know about the affairs of the Fuhu Palace, I can't be the master." “

  Yang Zhi nodded and said, "I don't want to worry about the affairs of the Fuhu Palace, if you lose, hand over your companion who rang the bell." After Yang Zhi finished speaking, the dragon bird knife came out of its sheath and pointed at the dragon descending Arhat, and the dragon descending Arhat's body was slightly sideways, and his right hand was spread upward, as if he was holding it

  A heavy object was slowly rising, and in the eyes of outsiders, it seemed that time had stopped, and it only felt that the mana of the dragon descending monk was infinite. Qiu Banjiang's face was solemn, and Master Zhiqing also stopped chanting, stood up, and took down the holy decree on the incense table.

  The dragon descending Arhat whispered, "Everything that gives birth to me is not disillusioned or destroyed." “

  Yang Zhi took a step forward, and the Dragon Bird Knife slashed into the air three times in a row, without any knife wind, but these three knives allowed Yang Zhi to shorten the distance between him and the Dragon Descending Arhat, and the three knives were continuous, so that the Dragon Descending Arhat could not be found, and he could not grasp the time for Yang Zhi's next knife change. Suddenly, the dragon descending Arhat's body was covered in a windless robe, and the entire apse immediately fell into a storm, the most strange thing was that all the others and Buddha statues were not affected, only Yang Zhi fell into it alone, and the overwhelming pressure was coming.

  Yang Zhi condensed the essence, qi, and spirit of his whole body, and the blade slashed straight into the deepest part of the storm, and in Yang Zhi's eyes, there was nothing other than the knife; just when the rotating wind pillar collided with the dragon bird knife, Yang Zhi suddenly took a wrong step, and the sword suddenly passed through the wind pillar and approached the chest of the dragon descending Arhat. At this moment, Yang Zhi's Dragon Sparrow Knife occupies the benefits of the weapon, not only extending the distance, but also has no trajectory to be traced by the changed blade.

  The unity of the human knife and the indistinguishable from the other and the other, the monk's robe of the dragon descending Arhat turned into seven figures that were indistinguishable from the real and the virtual, and countless fist shadows were interspersed in the sword, and even flew behind Yang Zhi. Yang Zhi Lisheng sensed, shouted wildly, the dragon bird knife turned into a meteor shower, and the whole person flowed out in the opponent's fist shadow, every time he happened to dodge the figure of the dragon descending Arhat, in front of the last figure, the meteor shower turned into a knife, and it was very common to slash on the left arm of the dragon descending Arhat's punch.

  The dragon arhat's fists changed, regardless of the injury of his left arm, his right fist grabbed Yang Zhi's chest, Yang Zhi suddenly twisted his body to the side, one foot on the ground, and kicked the dragon arhat like lightning; Yang Zhi's left hand conjured a claw in a square inch, and the strange finger force sealed the acupoint of the dragon descending Arhat's right wrist with strength, and as soon as the dragon descending Arhat withdrew his hand, he lost the opportunity.

  The master fights, the difference is only a millimeter, Yang Zhilong's sparrow knife shot again, one move will kill, the dragon sparrow knife slashed out obliquely, the dragon descending Arhat walked out of the five subtle mystical step changes, and he still did not escape, he could only greet with his sleeves;

  The Dragon Descending Arhat's face was as pale as gold, and he suppressed his injuries and said, "Shura, Yang Zhi, why do you use Buddhist kung fu?"

  Master Zhiqing said lightly, "He is Lao Gu's junior brother, why can't he use Buddhist kung fu." ”

  The Dragon Descending Arhat sighed and said, "It's the civet cat who came with me, the civet, you come out." ”

  A figure rushed out from the monks watching the excitement, and the sword light went straight to Master Zhiqing, but unfortunately Qiu Banjiang's shot was faster, and the crimson qi rose up in the sky, knocking the figure away in mid-air; ”

  Yang Zhi stepped forward and connected the fifteen acupoints of the civet cat, and scolded, "The thing that deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors is as stupid as a pig, and he doesn't even care about the rules of the desert gate, and he still abides by his ridiculous promise." Lao Tzu is your eldest brother, what is it if you betray again and again, Li Wanhua is your third sister, what is it if you kill her?"

  The civet cat knew that Yang Zhi's point had saved his life, smiled weakly and said in a weak voice, "Big brother, why do you want to save me again, I'm sorry for you, it's just that the desert gate can't stay in Liaodong anymore, and we are helpless." ”

  "Don't talk nonsense, your immortal martial arts are also useless, hurry up and think about it, whether to become a monk in Xiangguo Temple, or to be a butcher in Pig Killing Alley, don't think that Lao Tzu is kind, Lao Tzu just wants to see how you will be bullied by ruffians and hooligans in the future. After Yang Zhi finished scolding, he turned his head to the Dragon Descending Arhat and said, "Don't you want to know how I escaped from Liaoyang, it's him, my second brother, the killer spirit cat of the Great Desert Gate, and my third sister, Li Wanhua, a female disciple of Xiaoyao Island, who helped me." Master of the Dragon Descending also hopes to give the antidote to the civet. ”

  The scene was full of sadness, from Yang Zhi's words of scolding the civet, a little smart people understood, Yang Zhi and the civet cat's purpose was a layout of the desert gate, and when the civet achieved its goal, he killed his third sister Li Wanhua, Yang Zhi was afraid that he also escaped death; Feng Yinu was sad in the crowd, and he also understood why Yang Zhi was unwilling to be an official, and if he went down that road, Yang Zhi didn't know how many betrayals of his brothers and the clutch of his relatives he would encounter.

  Master Zhiqing's chanting voice was recalled, and the monks and believers in the hall followed behind to chant the scriptures; the dragon descending arhat looked at Yang Zhi, looked at the civet, sighed, took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom and threw it to Yang Zhi, and turned around to leave; Qiu Banjiang shouted to the dragon descending arhat, and said with a smile on his face, "Since the master is here in Bianliang, why leave in such a hurry, go to the Imperial City Division to drink a cup of tea." "I like the dragon, please collect the dragon.